Soon on the screen appeared a face of a man, his tear-filled eyes glaring into the camcorder lens. "I haven't got much time before she arrives" the man spoke. "My name is Eric Rheese, an inhabitant of the planet X293. At the time of recording this message, its probably April 2248, though I can't be sure; its been a while since I have been allowed to step outside. I have a lot to tell you but I'm afraid I haven't got much time...oh god, here she comes, I gotta hide this".
Now further away from the lens, Eric was in its view in his entirety. He was a skinny guy in his late twenties. His body was clean shaven everywhere except his head. He was completely naked, except for a metal device covering his genitals; his hands and legs were chained to the wall on the left. He was shaking and sweating like a pig as the sound of the approaching footsteps grew louder. Except for a violently shaking Eric, there was pindrop silence. Everything seemed to be at a standstill, the silence only to be broken by the sound of a key opening a lock, the turning of a doorknob and then the silent creek of a rusty metal door being pushed open. And that was the last thing the camcorder saw, before a thick rug was heaped over it and it could see no more, though its sense of hearing was still perfectly sound.